Dark Entity Productions

Welcome to my website advertising the books I have published, and am working to publish. I also use this site to pass information on paranormal research done by several ghost hunting groups I work with. This includes, but is not limited to, Dark Entity Paranormal and South Eastern Paranormal Studies. You might also find a poem or two I have written as you check out this site. I hope you enjoy!

There's always one old cedar tree in these very old cemeteries!

Shadowlawn Cemetery

Lagrange, Ga.

Evil Exposed

Shout at the Devil

The doll on the left is Nelly. Unlike what you see in the book cover image, she usually has a happy expression on her face. When she looks angry, as she does here, it’s time to leave the room.

The trilogy may be finished... but the story continues!

Coming Soon!

Muhammad Ali and My Grandmother in Dallas, Texas.

My grandmother and Muhammad Ali in Dallas, Texas. She saw him in the airport and broke through his security, which included Mr. T at the time. Muhammad told the guys to back off and excepted a hug from Suzie. He then went to the lounge and took my grandmother with him, where he talked to her for over two hours. Muhammad Ali stayed in contact with her until she passed away many years later. He is truly a great man! Not because of what he did in the ring, but outside of it!

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Crossing William

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Crossing William is a Horror/Fantasy fiction novel set in Southeastern Alabama that focuses on the life of a boy. He is born into a world that holds no pity for him. William’s life is one of suffering as he is cursed from birth by his mother's attempt to protect his life. Using her knowledge of Hoodoo, she provided protection from an abusive father by forcing an entity to watch over the boy. The path he follows is one not easy to understand as Crossing William takes you through the events of his life. This work is filled with a mixture of local folklore and color unique to rural areas of Southeast Alabama and Chattahoochee River Valley.

Crossing William:

I chose the title Crossing William for my book because of the Hoodoo entrenched in the storyline. “Crossing” is a term used in the practice that means to curse or to hex a person. William, in this story, is, without a doubt, cursed! His life is one of sorrow that can only end one way... badly!

Crossing William is the first of a trilogy that will be followed by Crossing William II, The Gathering sometime around September. Crossing William III, War of the Flesh will be published not long after the first of 2014. Part II is being edited at this time, with Part III still going through some final adjustments. Thanks to everyone so far that has purchased a copy of Crossing William, and I hope you’re ready for the next one

Crossing William II, The Gathering

William is down and out as Balal has had his way with the one he was forced to protect. Amy’s attempt to save her son condemned him to a fate worse than death. Lynda lost her mind and continues to exist with only her shell remaining. The only one to get his way from the events of the book was Balal, who continues to feed on the souls of men.

Continue with me as I show you the path of evil conjured up by an entity of unbelievable power. Balal has set in motion a plan he thinks will bring him the strength to unseat the master of his domain. Satan has faltered, leading his next in command to believe he can rule the underworld in his stead. The Man in Black will have to defeat the Hoodoo masters of this age to complete his plans of domination.

While the years have passed, Jimmy, Lynda’s brother, is serving in the Navy Seals and in Iraq fighting during Desert Storm. Cynthia has taken to caring for her cousin, William, tortured in the idea she failed him.

Balal begins to try and gather physical concerns, or objects of power, used by conjurers to wield the power of Hoodoo. Only one thing stands in his way, The Gathering. With time running short, the strongest of the conjurers, Clayford Ray, calls the children of hoodoo together to fight off the one that seeks their power.

The end of this book will leave you starving for more as the entity fights to bring about his desired end. Nothing can prepare you for the last chapter that will take your breath and bring you to this one conclusion, “This can’t be the way this story ends!” You will feel lost and deceived as the story unfolds into a web of unbelief.

Can you handle the twists and turns that hide in the pages of this work? Find out by preparing yourself for the next volume of the trilogy by reading Crossing William II, The Gathering. See if your patience can survive the wait for Part III, War of the Flesh. Can Balal be stopped, or will the fabric of time be split by the evil growing with each turn of the page? That will be the treasure waiting at the end of the trilogy of Crossing William if you dare.

Crossing William III, War of the Flesh will end the trilogy but is a bit deceiving. This book goes back a thousand years before the birth of Christ to tell you the story of how Balal came to be and why he is so powerful. King Solomon has passed on, but his evil son, Rahoboam, has taken the throne. The only thing keeping the new King from uncontested control is the ex-lover of his father, The Queen of Sheba, and her son by the dead king, Menelik. He sends his servant, Balal, to confront Sheba, and retrieve the Ring of Power. He learns too late Sheba is much more cunning than ever dreamed, finding himself lost in his quest for power.

You learn about the Loa of Hoodoo, and the one picked to keep Balal in check, Lakota. His story begins with tribal hunters of Africa. As a boy, he is driven away from the tribe because of his power, of which they have no idea of the source. Because of the fear he brings out in the tribe, he is forced to leave. The years leading into adulthood find him alone, traveling north until an angel comes.

Phanuel teaches him about the awesome power he has been given. This power gives him an unnaturally long life, much like the profits of old. At over four hundred years of age, he comes to the Gulf Coast from the Islands to end the demons reign of terror. He is human but has been given power like no other because of the task he must complete. The Loa have abilities like angels but are bone and flesh humans.

The Loa will need all of this power to take down the entity as he has taken over the flesh of William, making him even more dangerous than before. As you thumb through the pages of Crossing William III, try to keep from being deceived in what the Man in Black is trying to achieve. As you know, demons are liars, and kings of deception. So is it with the story you are about to read. Trust nothing and keep your mind open for the truth hidden in the text, it will make itself known, no matter how disturbing the truth may be…

Lottery of the Goats

When a young family moves into an ancestral home, they find their past had been waiting for them. Their lives are thrown into chaos from the stain of sin from long ago. Anne's family finds themselves in a battle to be free from the sins of their fathers from the past. Only a selfless sacrifice will be enough, or will it?

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Imagine Porky’s combined with a bit of American Pie and you’ll get an idea of what this book brings to the table. This fictional biography of my teen years in the mountains of North Carolina will have you wondering how I made it past my twentieth birthday!

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What if Scrooge had turned from the warnings given him on that Christmas night so long ago? He took what was given and used it to save his soul. For a moment, think of the alternative. Sheriff Tucker has spent most of his life selfishly trampling over others to get what he wanted in life. Easter has come, and even with man changing the days and times given to us, the holiday falls on the day our Savior was crucified. On this special weekend, the Sheriff will be given a chance to repent. What he does with this gift will cause you to take notice of how evil man has become.

War Eagle!

My grandniece at Auburn University after the win over Alabama this year. I love seeing her at my old Alma Mater.

My grandniece, Laina, has decided to earn her BS at Auburn... Very Proud!!!

This is Debbie, my niece, sitting in my Trans Am thirty two years ago. It's hard to distinguish between her and Laina, her daughter, at that age!

II'd like to think I'd jump in and help my grandniece in any situation... afraid to say, she's on her on with that damned thing around her neck!

My youngest niece, Marissa Myers and her husband, Joseph

Marissa and daughter, Mariah

Buster

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I’m looking forward to finishing “Buster,” telling the story of my grandfather’s shine running days in the Deep South. His name was James Clark Mullennix, but he was known locally by his nickname, Buster. He was called this because of his fondness of fighting. The picture to the left is of him in his forties during the prime of his career. Below is one of him very young, before he married my grandmother, Suzie Sheppard.

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Haunted locations across Southern Alabama... Check them out!

Check it out:

Southern Alabama Hauntings has gone on sale on Amazon.com and Kindle. If you're interested in local haunts, this book is for you. Try it free for a month if you're an Amazon Prime customer. You can also share the book with family and friends for free with a purchase on Kindle. Get ready, Crossing William III, The War of the Flesh is almost ready.

Southern Alabama Hauntings

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This is Trigger

My 1985 Pontiac Trans Am

Purchased by me at 16 years old

A Trigger Story

Back in 1985, just after purchasing Trigger, I took her to Alabama to show her off to all my friends in the town where grew up. One of my stops was to visit my grandparents, J.C. “Buster” and Suzie. I hadn’t been in their house but a few minutes when Buster took me by the arm and walked me to the door, saying, “Take me to town for a minute,” as he led me through the door. We got into Trigger and headed towards the Spectrum just on the city limits of town. Driving with my grandfather in the car, I was cautious, staying under the speed limit. We pulled into the Spectrum, with Buster promptly jumping from the car and heading in the store. He quickly returned with two large cans of beer and a grin from ear to ear. Once he was back in the car, I pulled back out on the road and headed towards the house.

Buster quickly killed the first beer, dropping the empty into the back floorboard before opening the second and looking out the driver’s side window. He kept looking back. making me think there was something wrong with the rear tire. After a few, I asked, “What’s wrong, J.C.?” He quickly turned to me and yelled out, “There’s a three-legged dog pissin on your back tire!” to be heard over the wind noise through the T-tops. I pulled Trigger back into third and stomped the accelerator leaving positive traction black marks for about six feet before launching forward. The faster we went, the bigger the smile on Buster’s face grew as we flew down the road. We finally topped out at around 145 MPH in the longest straightaway before turning off onto the dirt road just before getting to their house. After parking in their driveway, Buster turned to me and said, “If I’d had this car during my shine running days, I’d be a rich man today,” as he got out of the car. J.C. smoked all the time and did so that day. He dropped his cigarette that day and burned my carpet by accident in the excitement of the ride. He passed away not long after that leaving an empty place in all of us in the family. That burn spot remains today and will never be removed!